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    Convection
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    Another day, another dandelion top ruthlessly snipped by a sideswipe of canine chompers rather than a proper herbivore. Snapdragon had learned that one from her mother; surprisingly sweet with a little bit of a sugar boost. She was preparing for a quick hunt to satiate herself a little longer than the weeds would provide. Even without sneaking and sniffing it out, she could see the shifts in the tall grasses and the occasional rodent rump bump above the grass in the distance. This land was a little weird but it wasn't that different from home. 

    The canine neared an area a small herd of caribou was grazing through and strolled through with the audacity of a member. Or at least on the surface she did. She side-eyed the grazing beasts as she passed them to ensure her presence wouldn't upset them. It seemed a single small mutt wasn't enough to register as a threat.

    Or...

    They were actively avoiding eye contact in hopes that she wouldn't engage them out of fear. Yeah, she kinda liked that thought more. She needed to pass them regardless of their reaction to her for her plan to work. 

    The caribou had mowed out a decently large portion of the valley, which she traveled all the way to the edge to. Once Snapdragon reached the end of it, she casually nestled herself in the tall grasses and continued grinding the dandelion up with her molars. 

    She was well aware that idiot dumb rabbits would probably leave the safety of cover to graze on the exposed roots the caribou had left because it was readily available and it allowed them to scan their environment. But she was faster than the ugly little things, so it didn't matter. 

    It didn't take long for a rabbit to do just as she predicted. She slowly rose to her feet and watched it carefully, nose flaring to pick up where her eyes couldn't quite register due to her concealment in the grass. The scent told her it was about three strides away if she full booked it, which was playing a risky game. If it was facing her direction and noticed even a hint of the parting grass it probably would have enough time to react. Otherwise, this was a piece of cake. With a roll of her shoulders and her head down and ready, Snapdragon took off.

    Rolling 20: 1

    1+2=3

    And spectacularly failed! The rabbit didn't hesitate to bolt away the moment her front legs left the tall grass, keeping itself a solid two strides ahead. Fast as she may be, she wasn't quick enough to match the rodent's erratic hopping. Wide turns left put it 8 strides ahead - a sharp right another twelve- and before she had even reached the spot it had initially been, it was already on the other side of the tall grass and out of reach.

    Well shit. 

    She had always been scolded for her lazy hunting habits that she picked up in spring. The juxtaposition of the dystopian winters and the plentiful spring put her a bit too much at ease. She needed to take things more seriously. 
    Right now she was more frustrated about not making the catch purely out of ego than the possibility of going hungry a little longer.  

    Completely contradicting her serious introspection she had just had in a moment of remorse, Snapdragon decided it was just a very bad stroke of luck.

    And if she was going to have an unlucky day, she was going to make sure no one else was going to be doing any better.

    "AW FUCK!" Snapdragon roared out in dramatic (insincere) frustration to the skies, echoing all throughout the valley. She could see one, two, - four flock of birds rise from the tall grasses into the air and the grass rustle all around her. Even some of the caribou looked up and gave her a curious look, but all the terrier gave in return was a smug smile.
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    Convection - by Snapdragon - 04-17-2021, 11:47 PM
    RE: Convection - by Dario - 04-18-2021, 07:58 PM
    Convection - by Snapdragon - 04-18-2021, 09:55 PM
    RE: Convection - by Dario - 04-19-2021, 03:31 PM
    RE: Convection - by Snapdragon - 04-19-2021, 04:22 PM
    RE: Convection - by Dario - 04-23-2021, 12:06 AM
    RE: Convection - by Snapdragon - 04-24-2021, 06:12 PM
    RE: Convection - by Dario - 04-27-2021, 08:22 PM

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